Tang Wan pressed Da Zhuang into the bathtub and gave the dirty little cat a bath. "You are covered in..." Tang Wan was helpless, "Why are there leaves on your body?"
Tang Wan just bought Da Zhuang a special bath milk for cat babies. It nourishes and protects the fur, making the fur flowing and fluffy, and it also has a milky fragrance. He smeared it all over Da Zhuang and said, "Soak for a while to get rid of the earthy smell on you!"
The kitten was very obedient and didn't resist at all when being scolded. Tang Wan was already covered in dirty water. He unbuttoned his clothes helplessly and glared at the kitten, "Why did your parents send you here so late? What are they busy with every day? They don't care about their child." Tang Wan was a little angry at this irresponsible couple. If you don't want to raise a child, then don't have to have one!
The kitten shook his head and refused to answer the question. Tang Wan simply assumed that he didn't understand, because he had already determined that Da Zhuang's IQ was lower than that of normal children.
Tang Wan took off his clothes, turned his back to Zong He, and turned on the rain shower to wash his body. A crescent-shaped red birthmark on his shoulder blade was very conspicuous on his porcelain-white skin. Zong He took a look, his eyes moving from his shoulder all the way down, and finally turned his face away silently, his ears red.
Tang Wan saw the other person's actions through the mirror and raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Da Zhuang, are you still shy?" Tang Wan was amused and deliberately teased him: "You still know how to be shy, how old are you, and your milk teeth haven't fallen out yet."
Zong He looked at his paws and felt that it was a bit unreasonable that they had always been so small.
Tang Wan quickly finished washing and drying his body, then wrapped himself in a bathrobe and came out, rinsed the kitten clean, and was about to hold it to dry it. As soon as he held it, he realized something was wrong, "Zhuang, have you grown a lot?"
Tang Wan suddenly realized that Da Zhuang had grown up! He was only over three kilograms before, but now he must be five kilograms!
It's only been two days since I last saw him, and Da Zhuang has grown so much? Tang Wan touched him up and down several times, making sure that he was not just fat, but really grew taller. He asked in surprise: "Did you swell up after absorbing water? Why do you feel so much heavier?" He didn't even notice it when he was brought in because he was in a hurry.
Zong He was silent, he couldn't control himself, and he changed a lot. Fortunately, Tang Wan didn't understand how the orcs changed.
Tang Wan picked up the kitten, blew its fur clean gently, combed it, sniffed its milky scent, and rubbed the kitten's head happily, "This is what a cat should look like. The one rolling in the dirt is a dog, understand?"
Zong He yawned lazily, rubbed Tang Wan's face, lay on Tang Wan's neck, used his claws to pull open Tang Wan's bathrobe, looked at the birthmark again, and his golden eyes narrowed slightly.
Sure enough, it’s him!
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The next morning, Tang Wan was awakened by being pressed down. Da Zhuang was gone. Zong He was hanging on his back like a big cat, with his head on his shoulders, and hugging him tightly from behind.
Tang Wan turned over with great effort, and then the person next to him hugged him tighter. Tang Wan tilted his head and saw Zong He's handsome features. His nose almost touched his face, and his long eyelashes were right in front of his eyes. This big cat turned into a super clingy spirit when he fell asleep. Tang Wan couldn't move, and whispered: "Zong He?"
Zong He opened his eyes, and his eyes gradually became anxious. After looking at Tang Wan quietly for a few seconds, he leaned over, kissed her, and then closed his eyes again.
Tang Wan: “…”
After half a minute, Tang Wan called again: "Zong He, wake up."
Zong He was woken up again. He rubbed Tang Wan's face lazily, buried his face in Tang Wan's neck, kissed him twice in succession, and even bit him once.
Tang Wan raised his eyebrows, pinched Zong He's waist in dissatisfaction, and asked through gritted teeth: "Are you done yet?"
Zong He opened his eyes again, like a lazy big cat, with a confused look in his eyes. Tang Wan had no choice but to struggle hard, "You're going to crush me to death!"
Zong He put his face on Tang Wan's shoulder, and woke up completely. He loosened his arms around Tang Wan a little, but his arm was still on Tang Wan's waist, unwilling to let go, "I'm hungry."
The thick nasal tone sounded like a spoiled child, and Tang Wan softened his heart. The big cat was hungry!
"I'm going to make breakfast. What do you want to eat?" To be honest, the food cooked by the chef at home is still not tasty. He still hasn't corrected the habit of focusing on nutrition instead of taste.
"Anything is fine. I'm not picky." The Marshal thought he was very easy to raise.
Tang Wan suggested: "How about seafood porridge?"
"No fish fillet, shrimp."
Tang Wan curled his lips. You said you weren't picky about food?
“Let’s make another steamed dumpling.”
"I don't eat vegetable stuffing."
"Meat, meat, meat, you eat meat every meal." Tang Wan said as he rubbed Zong He's head. He was stunned after rubbing. For a moment, he thought Zong He was Da Zhuang. The same taste, the same extra clinginess when he was not awake.
Smelling the familiar scent on Zong He, Tang Wan asked doubtfully: "You, did you hug Da Zhuang?"
Zong He raised his eyebrows, not knowing what Tang Wan meant. The best way to deal with it was not to answer.
Tang Wan sat up and put on his clothes, "Da Zhuang's shower gel smells like milk, and you smell strongly of milk."
Zong He said "hmm" lightly, "I hugged you."
Tang Wan was surprised that a man like Zong He would actually hold a cub. It was too strange!
Putting the doubts in the bottom of his heart for the time being, Tang Wan finished washing up and went to cook. Not long after, Zong He followed him. Now he was standing at the kitchen door, watching Tang Wan busying around, with his eyes slightly narrowed and a smile on his face.
Tang Wan put the dumplings in the pot and rubbed his hands. "Make some dried meat for Da Zhuang. Fatten him up and sell him during the next live broadcast."
Zonghe frowned.
Tang Wan pursed his lips and smiled evilly, "I was just teasing you. I found that you really protect Da Zhuang." Tang Wan looked Zong He up and down and looked at him suspiciously: "You even hugged him."
Tang Wan had never seen Zong He hug Da Zhuang, but the smell was too strong. Could it be that after he fell asleep last night, Zong He finally couldn't help himself and secretly rubbed the adorable Da Zhuang into a bald head? No matter how he thought about it, something was wrong.
"The color of your fur is really similar." The more Tang Wan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Zong He said calmly: "Genes, the same race."
Tang Wan frowned and temporarily accepted this explanation.
After breakfast, Tang Wan made some dried meat. Thinking that the big cat was also a cat, he packed a box and gave it to Zong He who was reading a report in the study, "Here, for grinding your teeth."
Zong He pinched one, tasted it tentatively, and nodded, "Not bad."
Tang Wan leaned on Zong He's desk with a smile on his face and said confidently, "Of course, everything I cook is delicious and guaranteed to satisfy the cat's stomach."
Zong He looked at the piece of jerky he had taken a bite of and said slowly, "It is said that there is a saying among you Asians that if you want to keep a man's heart, you must first keep his stomach..."
"Don't eat anymore!" Tang Wan said coldly, picking up the box on the table and leaving without giving him any to eat!
Someone grabbed the corner of his clothes from behind and pulled Tang Wan back. He glared at the person behind him in annoyance. What’s the big deal about being strong?
"Mine." Zong He shook the corner of Tang Wan's clothes with a very serious expression.
Tang Wan paused, and automatically imagined Zong He's current expression as what he looked like when he was a big cat. This was acting like a spoiled child! Tang Wan took a deep breath, knowing that it was wrong to look at Zong He with a filter like this, but he couldn't resist it at all! Ever since he saw Zong He's beast form, he couldn't take off the filter.
"Forget it, I'll give it to you. There's still a lot in the kitchen anyway, and Da Zhuang can't finish it all." Tang Wan succumbed to the big cat's stunning beauty and put the dried meat down again.
Next, Tang Wan discovered that Zong He’s mouth was busy the whole day, reading reports and eating!
Come out for a stroll and eat!
When I entered the treatment room, my mouth was still moving, and when I came out, I subconsciously touched my pocket and continued eating!
Tang Wan was puzzled, how could such a small box last so long? Tang Wan suddenly had an idea and went to the kitchen to check. He was shocked. He had made ten boxes and all of them were gone!
Tang Wan pinched his forehead to calm himself down, and was speechless, "Sir Marshal, it seems that there is a thief in our kitchen."
"No," Zong He took out the last box from the drawer, "I took it." He admitted it very readily. Male orcs have a natural possessiveness towards their partners. Zong He believed that Tang Wan was his, and the food Tang Wan made was also his.
Tang Wan snatched it away and said angrily: "Save one for Da Zhuang!"
Zong He looked at Tang Wan calmly, and looked at him with tolerance, "I'll watch you being willful, I won't bother with you." Tang Wan felt that whatever he said was unreasonable, so he took the box away helplessly, not even angry.
Tang Wan persuaded himself in his heart, if there is no reason, just keep doing it, what's the point of divorce? What should I write as the reason for divorce? Should I write that my partner eats too much?
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In the afternoon, after school, Da Zhuang was sent over by his family. Tang Wan held the little fur ball and happily took out the dried meat. "Zhuang, do you have a schoolbag? If you can't finish it today, take it home, or your uncle will eat it all for you."
The kitten in his arms didn't say a word. He jumped onto the table with the dried meat in his mouth and ate silently. Tang Wan combed the little guy's hair. It was always messy. Long hair is beautiful, but it takes time to maintain its good looks.
The kitten licked its mouth after eating a piece. Tang Wan tilted his head and asked, "Would you like some water?"
The kitten nodded and sat on the table, waiting gracefully.
Tang Wan rubbed his head, put down the comb and went to pour water, "When I am old, if you still remember how I raised you when you were a child, you must come and pour me a glass of water."
The kitten wagged its tail, showing no sign of rejection, so Tang Wan took it as a sign of agreement.
When Tang Wan came back with the water, he found the table was full of leftovers. A box of dried meat had been eaten by Da Zhuang. The little guy's belly was bulging. Tang Wan was shocked, "How can you eat so fast? This meat is bigger than your belly!" Tang Wan quickly pushed Da Zhuang down and touched his belly, "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Does your stomach hurt? Are you bloated? Are you having diarrhea? Why are you as useless as your uncle!"
Zong He bared his teeth. What a loser?
Speaking of his uncle, Tang Wan was also stunned, "You call Zong He your uncle, you can't be from the royal family... that's not right." According to the online information, the crown prince is in his early twenties and the second prince is sixteen years old. There is no such young child. Where did the nephew come from? In the past, Tang Wan wanted to leave and didn't want to stay to live. He didn't think about anything. Now his mentality is different, and he naturally thinks more. Whose child is Da Zhuang? Why does he look so much like Zong He, and Zong He secretly hugs him. Tang Wan frowned. Is he really not Da Zhuang's stepfather?
Zong He noticed that Tang Wan looked at him with strange eyes and couldn't figure out what he meant. He stretched out his paw and touched Tang Wan's face soothingly. Don't worry, he wouldn't eat himself to death.
Tang Wan touched the kitten's head, feeling a little uncomfortable, but if he asked, it would seem that he cared a lot about what happened to Zong He before, since he was the one who filed for divorce.
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In the evening, Tang Wan carried Da Zhuang and strolled around the path around the garden for a few laps. Then he came to the table where he usually rested and put Da Zhuang on the table. Tang Wan shook his arms and said, "You have really grown up. After a while, I won't be able to hold you anymore."
Uncle Lin said with a smile: "Tigers grow up very fast. My young master was also a small ball when he was young, but he grew faster and faster, and soon I couldn't hold him anymore."
Zong He turned his face away and flattened his ears. He didn't want to hear about his childhood.
Tang Wan asked with interest: "Was Zong He this small when he was a child?"
"Yes," Uncle Lin became more talkative when he heard this. "The young master is a hybrid of human and orc, and his genes are mutated. When he was a child, his body shape was very different from that of a normal tiger. At that time, everyone thought he would not survive. When he was in kindergarten, he was often provoked by cubs who were bigger than him, but in the end they never won."
Tang Wan asked with interest, "Why?"
Uncle Lin snorted proudly, "Because they are not as ruthless as my young master. My young master dares to lay down his claws."
Tang Wan raised his eyebrows. The Marshal has been very powerful since he was a child.
"What I didn't expect was that after the young master was three and a half years old, he grew very fast. In half a year, he became the strongest kid in the entire royal kindergarten."
Tang Wan smiled, "And then?"
"Then those kids who challenged my young master were beaten like dogs... ahem, they all became my young master's little brothers." Uncle Lin had a serious face, as if he was the one who said that all the royal kids were dogs, not him. Tang Wan was amused and stroked Da Zhuang's hair again, "Zhuang, are you the weakest kid in your kindergarten? Has anyone bullied you?"
Zong He wagged his tail impatiently, saying, "Don't mention the stupid things you did in your childhood."
Tang Wan asked Lin Bo with a smile: "Is Da Zhuang the same as Zong He, both of them have genetic mutations? Why do they look so similar?"
Zong He's ears twitched and his tail stopped wagging. His instinct told him that if he didn't answer this question correctly, he would be in danger.
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